"I really do not recall the name," he confessed at last, reluctantly.

"I scarcely think I can have ever met the gentleman." "Oh, you ought to; he is so intensely original, and his face is full of character.

He reminds me of some old paladin of the Middle Ages.

You would be interested in him at once.

He is the foreman of the 'Bar V' ranch, somewhere near here." "Do you mean Billy McNeil, over on Sinsiniwa Creek ?" broke in Herndon.
"I think quite likely, uncle; would n't he make a splendid addition to Mr.Wynkoop's church ?" Herndon choked, his entire body shaking with ill-suppressed enjoyment.
"I should imagine yes," he admitted finally.